Saturday, June 20, 2009
I feel like I need to start writing better blog entries. Lately they've all been some sort of summary of whatever I wrote on craftster. I'd rather make this a showcase for my writing abilities instead of just a mechanical chronicle of my sewing projects. It's weird for me to get personal though, so I expect it will feel awkward at first.
Well I suppose I should begin with some sort of vague comment about life. Life is harder than it looks. Then I should say something about my personal life. My boyfriend broke up with me today. My boyfriend "let's-just-be-friends"-ed me today. We've only been dating for a couple weeks, but rejection is such a slap in the face. A slap in the face that you have to pretend doesn't hurt. Why is it always my first instinct to fake indifference? Of course, I'm sure the "yeah, ok, we're cool" bullshit wasn't all that convincing. And that just makes me even more pathetic.
Now I guess I should mention the skirt I made. I finished sewing it today before our date. It was harder than it looks. I made it out of a frumpy old skirt I got at goodwill. I cut it up and transformed it into a sexy little bubble skirt with pockets and a bow. It looks pretty simple, but I did put a lot of hard work into it so it would fit perfectly and hang just right.
And then I should probably tie the skirt thing into the personal thing. Except I can't really think of anything. This morning I felt so pretty and trendy in my chic little skirt. Now I just feel ugly and lonely. It was supposed to go from frumpy and unwanted to sexy and cute. How did I get it backwards?